my writing: mainly poetry.
i am an aspiring author.
it is my dream.
a wish by ContagiousPixie, literature
Literature
a wish
i want to feel blush creeping on my cheeks,
your hand softly tracing down the length of my arm,
intoxicatingly sweet breath at my ear,
then a soft kiss at the top of my cheek,
following down to my lips, as you wrap yourself around me.
a whisper of perfectly true words that could only come from you.
i feel warm, safe, happy; alive with love.
it's raining, it's pouring by ContagiousPixie, literature
Literature
it's raining, it's pouring
i should be out in the pounding rain...
lightning and thunder igniting all of the horrors,
pain, envy, sorrow, regret... washing me away
maybe i'd melt into the soil?
i like that better than rotting.
the fire licks the wounds you mourn over
blistering, scarring,
any hope now is so far past
you dare dream the aching burn will melt away
give life to a new bliss, a new song
palms opening; flower, blooming
the rain is here to stay.
she replaced me, she replaced me in the storm by ContagiousPixie, literature
Literature
she replaced me, she replaced me in the storm
i saw myself in a storm the other day,
weather-beaten boards rattling alongside
a shady house, calling to me
i felt an abyss on the inside
thunder rolled on and mother earth's
tears wept down, charring my image
i reached out for her, gone too soon
to be replaced, a less sorrowful face
brevity and decay crumbling down
bitter
breaking
broken
i love you, goodbye.
Birdie - what I have so far by ContagiousPixie, literature
Literature
Birdie - what I have so far
Prologue
Butterflies are getting caught in the current of wind as it rushes past, blowing all the wishes from my dandelion before I can. After dropping the bare stem I place my hands down into the dirt, letting mud and grass squish between my fingers, just to enjoy the texture of it. The edges of my dress are dipping into a puddle behind me as I lower myself to the earth, becoming eye-to-eye with a butterfly that tore its wing. I reach out to capture it, keep it safe between twined fingers, but Ma calls out to me before I can. I yell back a displeased reply, to find more disappointment when I turn back to face the place where the injured but
hey there, sleepyhead. by ContagiousPixie, literature
Literature
hey there, sleepyhead.
let the soft sunlight
pour through your bedroom window
and morning's chill lull you awake.
i'm here, i'm yours,
and things here are beautiful now.
we're going to make
our whole world shine for us.
good morning, i love you.
the eyes of memories by ContagiousPixie, literature
Literature
the eyes of memories
there are memories that linger, and in the moments of eyes shut tight... your heart aches and clenches as it is reeling through your mind again. then there are others that you treasure, when they play across the vast space of your waking tremor you feel a certain wholeness, part of you pieced back together... a long awaited reunion. those are the ones you long for, when you are all but told to move on from the past...
the sponge bob pillow in the corner, a lingering scent of popcorn and your deeply dark hair and sparkly sea-green eyes. we sit and talk on the mattresses on the floor that are yours and your mom's beds. we talk and you never st
in short: i'll never be with u by ContagiousPixie, literature
Literature
in short: i'll never be with u
picture this:
my stomach slit open
everywhere are tales
where you and i go hand in hand
but it's not us, not really
it's another us that exists
where you're so lovely and perfect
and i'm not, but you pine after me anyhow
in some distant waking reality
you can see me, though it's not really me
it never will be
oddly, at least if i keep going on believing that
my bones won't rattle so hard that my dam breaks
i speak; i am silenced
i am silenced; i am invisible
i am invisible; i die
and in short: you just don't see me.
i hate how we get up early nearly every morning to go to school just so we can get a job to do nearly the same thing for the rest of our lives hoping we'll get the things we want until all of a sudden, we die
i hate society
i hate government
i hate people who litter then say someone else will pick it up
i hate people who don't like me before they even know me
i hate people that look at me like i'm a freak when i do something nice like letting them borrow a pen when they ask the class for one
i hate mosquitoes
i hate that everyone is obsessed with going to see movies in the theater
i hate that no one will ever go biking or walk around